For my heart’s sake and my emotional state

I cannot afford to watch the world break

I can lure a quick break, but life will push me back as if I stepped on the brakes

By then it will be too late

If I am not mistaken I will not make it home today

I am busy fighting the enemy of the state

On every corner and in all the banks

Every reporter will tell you freedom is fake

Listen,

Mark these words; the truth is on its way

To conquer the disarray

To prove we have all been enslaved

To reiterate that we are more than our wage

This will not be in vain

Power will flow back into our veins

Hope will be restored; lives will be rearranged

We were promised more while being ignored

We have allowed others to be destroyed

The others are the ones who demanded war

The real ones not afraid to knock down every door

This message IS war!

We will not lay down anymore

The young, rich, old and poor

We understand this divorce will lead us to sleeping on the floor

Some of us will be waking up in the morgue

But, our numbers will not allow an even score

We have outlived this life and more

Somehow the last scrimmage always brings us back to the Lord

Time is high and serenity is low

This time humanity will put on a show